anyone out there?

Gil raises a brow curiously at her statement. "Don't care much for other's standards," he responds back simply enough as his brow lowers but still allows his gaze to linger on her. Was she a wanderer? There was no obvious pack scent on her and by the looks on her face, she probably didn't want to be one either. That would pose a challenge for him if he was truly convinced to convince her to follow him back.

Seconds later, she is introducing herself and her following statement has him letting out a little chuckle. Both about if he cared for her name and about Urtur beside him. Urtur on the other hand did not quite enjoy the statement and made it known by lifting up his lip in a sneer toward the girl. "Urtur here is a wolverine. Unlike other's standards, he does enjoy the snow, as little as he gets to see it," there is a warm, cheeky sort of grin on Gil as he kicks a drift of snow in his companion's direction. If Kaija had not been standing beside them, Urtur would have retaliated, but instead took it, letting the cold snow cover his face and only letting out a rumbling growl in protest.

"And if you care, I am Gilgamesh, Raid King of Raider's Hollow," he turns his attention back to Kaija with a sweep of his paw and a bow of his head. Now, Gil didn't actually care for theatrics but he was in a sort of playful mood and figured it might help sell his pack to the wandering girl. His cheeky grin does not fade as he regards Kaija, trying to see what her reaction is. "And yes, we do like to raid as the name suggests," Gil even adds a wink as a cherry on top.